I was going to say something on this blog but an op-ed piece at SFGate.com said it so much better: My favorite excerpt
Maybe we’ve been going at it all wrong. Maybe if there’s one thing we’ve should have learned by now about the Rapture, about the end of everything, it’s this: It’s a slow bitch.
Climate change, the end of oil, the Pacific Garbage Patch, it all takes awhile to knock us completely flat, relatively speaking, despite how all our zombie movies and Armageddon porn fantasies have us vanishing in a bloody, cataclysmic, CGI-enhanced poof.
Here’s a fun thought: Maybe Armageddon is already happening, piece by piece and storm by storm, but we clever humans are smart/dumb/lucky enough to adapt just enough to stay barely one step ahead, to stretch poor Mother Earth’s resources a little further and to whistle past the graveyard one more time to make it home in time for some pizza and porn. Barely.
Maybe the Rapture isn’t meant to happen in a big megawhoomp zap, like a giant piñata filled with little candy Jesuses exploding all over the Colorado Rockies. Maybe it’s actually an epic saga, unfolding slowly over time, like the world’s longest vaguely depressing but beautifully shot documentary film. Fantastic lighting! Expert camerawork! Stirring, hardscrabble tales of love and hope! Too bad everyone dies in the end.
Or maybe it’s just this: Maybe for one moment this Rapture Saturday you pause, you step back from it all, you take a breath and a deep, hard look, and you realize it’s not really so bad after all. You note how, through the muck and the bleak, infinite blessings abound. Because they do.
You do nothing at all, really, except realize the eternal truth, known since humankind was knee-high to a mystical hiccup: The Rapture is instantly available, at any moment, in any breath, if you just widen out a little and take it all in.
No harps. No angels. No nutball pastors. No deities. Hell, no religions whatsoever. You don’t have to actually go anywhere at all. Except, you know, inward. Simple, really.
That’s the point.